Feng Jin shook her head and sighed, as if she had indeed been greatly threatened.
"But ah, if I really had to choose again, I wouldn't marry Ling Mo Han. Every time he goes to war, my heart is filled with fear and worry, alas..."
This was truly what she meant. If she could choose again, she wouldn't want to live in constant anxiety with Ling Mo Han.
"At the banquet that day, I saw how loving you and the Young General were, I didn't realize you had such thoughts, Young Madam."
"No one wants their husband to live a life of bloodshed every day. Who doesn't want to live a peaceful life? I would rather he be an ordinary and useless person, as long as he can live this life with me safely."
After a pause, Feng Jin shifted her gaze to Murong Jinyun, "What kind of person does the Princess wish to marry?"
"Naturally, the one in my heart," Murong Jinyun said, her face filled with tenderness.
The person in her heart had always been him. It was the same three years ago and three years later. Once she set her heart on someone, she would never regret it.
However, she never expected that they would end up on opposite sides, destined to be enemies from birth.
Thinking of this, Murong Jinyun recalled her father's teachings and Gu Beichen's disappointed eyes. Two forces conflicted within her.
This made her expression a little dazed, and a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.
"What's wrong?"
Feng Jin's concerned voice reached her ears. Murong Jinyun quickly regained her senses and shook her head, "It's nothing, I'm just a bit tired from walking for so long."
"If you're tired, let's find a place to sit for a while."
Murong Jinyun nodded in agreement, but in her mind, she had already memorized the entire defensive map of the general's camp.
"Young Madam, please stop. Training is underway ahead, please return, Young Madam."
A clearing ahead had inexplicably been cordoned off with several lines. The guards at the entrance stopped Feng Jin and the other woman.
"Training? What are you training?"
Feng Jin, in front of Murong Jinyun, asked directly and without reservation, showing no signs of caution.
This made Murong Jinyun's heart tremble. Was this too much trust in her, or was Feng Jin truly guileless?
However, the scene of Feng Jin dealing with Yu You that day was still vivid in her memory. Murong Jinyun did not believe for a moment that Feng Jin was someone without any guile.
"Young Madam, please forgive us. This is a secret. The Young General has ordered that it not be leaked to anyone. Please return, Young Madam."
Feng Jin sighed in disappointment, "Let's go back. I thought there was a beautiful peach blossom forest ahead and wanted to take you for a stroll, but now we can only go back."
"It's alright, we can go another time if there's a chance. Training is more important."
Although Murong Jinyun appeared calm on the surface, she had already firmly noted the location in her heart. It seemed she needed to send someone to investigate what this was all about.
Upon returning, before they even reached the main tent, Gu Beichen walked towards them and took Murong Jinyun's hand, "You're so cold. I told you to wear more clothes when you came back. See, you're cold now."
"I'm fine, I'm not cold. Are you done talking?"
"We're done. I'll take you to eat the wontons at the East Gate. Their wontons are simply divine."
Gu Beichen described it vividly, then turned his gaze to Feng Jin, "Do you want to come along? For helping this Young Master speak, I can reluctantly let you join us."
"No need, Young Master Gu. I'm afraid you'll poison me, and I want to live a few more years."
Feng Jin said with disdain, not wanting to get entangled with the two of them any further. "I'll go find Ling Mo Han first. You two do as you please."
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Jin went directly into the tent, her gaze falling on Ling Mo Han, who was seated on the main seat.
"Gu Beichen has already left, what are you doing here by yourself?"
"Did you just take Murong Jinyun around the general's camp?"
Feng Jin nodded, "This is what you instructed, and I also took her to the training ground. However, judging by her appearance, she seemed to believe it."
She had studied psychology before and could keenly sense the subtle psychological activities.
"The Western Liang people will send out the intelligence tonight. They will surely think they have grasped Dong Chu's military strength and will not wait any longer. This great war is about to break out."
Ling Mo Han calculated the time. It should be very soon.
"I'm now worried about that brainless Gu Beichen. Don't tell Murong Jinyun everything like a fool."
Why did she feel that Gu Beichen was a bit of a love-struck fool? What if he impulsively told her everything without any regard?
"It's not that bad. He still has the basic bottom line."
In this regard, Ling Mo Han still trusted Gu Beichen. If he couldn't even maintain this much, he wouldn't know what use he would be.
"I'm just worried that he'll be blinded by love. Throughout history, how many people have made mistakes because of love and regretted it for life? Aren't there many?"
This kind of scenario where one falls in love with the enemy usually leads to a tragic romance, and few have a good ending. Feng Jin could already guess their outcome.
"Don't think too much about it. Let's go back to the manor."
Feng Jin nodded. She was already starving. By this time, dinner should be ready, and it would be perfect to go back and eat a prepared meal.
...
"Try this, this flavor is the best."
Gu Beichen wanted to put all the good things in front of Murong Jinyun.
"That's enough. Eat your own."
Murong Jinyun said with her head bowed, her lowered gaze concealing her sorrow. The kinder Gu Beichen was to her, the more uncomfortable she felt, a sense of guilt from betrayal filling her heart, lingering for a long time.
"What's wrong? Is it not tasty?"
Sensing her low mood, Gu Beichen asked with a hint of urgency in his voice.
"No, it's very tasty." Murong Jinyun forced a smile, and the food in her mouth seemed tasteless.
The words that were on the tip of her tongue were pondered over many times before she finally spoke, "I'm sorry about what happened today. It was all my fault, I almost implicated you."
Gu Beichen chuckled and gently stroked the stray hairs on Murong Jinyun's forehead. His hearty voice sounded from above her head, "Silly girl, have you forgotten? We're getting married soon. We're a couple, we're one. How can there be any implication? And as long as you are happy, I can do anything for you."
He only wished to spend his life with her, have a few lovely children, and grow old together in peace. That was his greatest wish in this life, and he desired nothing more.